Raised in Dungeon

Chapter 237 It's just like me

When the evening began, Rachel would help Lady Ayde calculate the daily income and expenses. Her only time with Felicia was in the morning when she was stretching and nourishing Felicia's body; she couldn't allow anyone else in the house to see Felicia's current body except her family and Allen.

But to her, Allen weirdly did not want to meet Felicia.

'He has changed; he must have learned some common sense by now that he's not as sassy as he used to be,' Rachel thought as she quickly walked to the kitchen to confirm to Allen that he had to look after Felicia that night.

Opening the kitchen door, Rachel immediately said, "Allen! Tonight, don't forget-"

But only the maid was resting in the kitchen, while eating the leftover soup Allen had made.

"If you're looking for Allen, he went outside just five minutes ago."

"Huh? What is he doing outside on this rainy day?"

On a cloudy, rainy day, Allen sat alone in the white pavilion in the flower garden, where Felicia usually sat for her tea time.

He pressed a stone against the nearby pond, daydreaming as he watched the raindrops ripple. He tried to think of all his encounters with Felicia in order to prepare to meet her again, but the thought that a lie had created all that excitement made him even more afraid.

'Felicia has been living without knowing Mr. Waldo is dead,' Allen thought.

In the middle of his reverie, a bird flew over—a crow. It was raining, but the crow looked very desperate, flapping its wet wings, looking for something. The bird on a rainy day caught his attention.

Then it fell down.

Allen went straight to the spot where the crow fell. In the front yard, not far from his position. He picked up the crow and quickly brought it to the pavilion. Allen created a dry cloth from Reig and wrapped the crow with it.

Once he looked closer at the crow, he realized that he had seen the crow before.

"This crow looks like one that used to live in Peter's tree," Allen muttered.

In Peter's tree, Allen had found a crow's nest—not that he had never seen a crow; it was just that the crow's color caught his attention.

"They are called Cornix Raven; they are one of the types of crows that are often seen here," Peter said at the time.

What attracted Allen to that crow was the color of its feathers. Unlike other crows that are entirely black, around the belly and the neck of the cornix have a white color, just like his two-colored hair.

"I heard that the Barkaley region is halfway between the southern and northern regions. Since Boldenville is still in the south, does that mean this bird ordinarily lives in the south?" muttered Allen.

Allen could feel the crow getting weaker and weaker; he quickly used fire amnis to dry the bird's body, then added healing amnis to the bird.

"Hopefully, this simple amnis could cure you."

After a few minutes passed, the rain stopped, and the sun began to set. Just then, the crow woke up.

"Thank goodness you're okay," Allen murmured.

The crow immediately flew around Allen and started to let out a loud raspy

"CAW CAW CAW CAW!!!"

"Wh-what's wrong?" said a confused Allen.

"CAW CAW CAW!" the crow kept shouting at him.

"You can go home now; the rain has stopped," said Allen.

Finally, after 2 to 3 minutes, the crow was silent, but it was a strange and weird silence, especially its eyes, as it was trying to communicate with him.

"Do crows usually cry?" muttered Allen as he saw water starting to fall from the crow's eyes.

The crow slowly flew closer to Allen and landed on his shoulder.

"Don't you want to go home?" asked Allen.

Surprisingly, the crow shook its head.

"Do you understand what I'm talking about?!" shouted Allen, surprised.

The crow nodded.

"O-wow, I've never really talked to an animal; maybe they all could understand what humans say."

The crow pushed its head against Allen's cheek many times, the same thing Reig used to do when comforting him, and Allen spontaneously said "thank you," to the crow, just like he used to do when Reig treated him like that.

Reig instantly transformed into slime and tried to push the crow off his shoulders.

"Caw! Caw! Caw!"

Reig extended his arms and pushed the crow continuously.

"Caw! Caw!"

"No Reig, just leave it there. It probably has a situation that makes it not want to go home.

Also, didn't I tell you not to transform in public? Master said that you're not an ordinary creature in this world, don't let people know that you're not just a scarf."

Reig then hit Allen's face and said, "Ouch!" Then he turned back into a normal scarf.

"Hey, what was that? Are you angry?

If so, I'm sorry for making you have to hide like this. I'll try to keep talking to you."

Allen's scarf twisted around his neck gently, showing that it accepted his apology.

"Thank you, Reig," Allen said while holding his scarf.

...

As for the crow, she perched on his shoulder while looking at Allen, who was still daydreaming in the pond.

"Allen, even though I finally found you, I didn't expect you would look that sad," she thought. The crow was Susan, who managed to transfer her consciousness to the animal.

"The only way I can communicate with him is by nodding and shaking my head. So I have to do something to make Allen realize that this bird is me. If he can realize it, I'm sure he can do something about me, and then I'll find a way to find brother Arthur---That is how it's supposed to work. But it looks like Allen has a problem, and I can't ask him to help me suddenly."

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"Allen, there you are; what are you doing?!" shouted a woman behind him.

Allen looked back and found an annoyed Rachel walking towards him.

"This time, you can't run away, Allen! You really have to see her!"

"I-yeah. Don't worry, I'll take care of her after dinner."

"Promise?! I hope Lady really wakes up tonight, and if that's true, someone should be by her side as soon as she wakes up.

And if it happens while you're with her, don't say anything about Mr Waldo; you'll have to go along with everyone else. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I won't say it."